[Spitta:]
Lames can't feel us we catch flights jet life jet life
[Verse 1:]
Uhh I got a girlfriend and a mistress
7 chevys in my driveway I'm so hood rich
Before I leave the town this what I told my bitch,
I bought that benz for you so you don't touch my oldschool shit
I hustle hard they no what my focus is spitta be so high up his ex girlfriends can't get ova him
Call me all the time like we should go somewhere and chill baby you should get somewhere way the f*ck away from here
This is jet life this how you want to live
Got one bottle in yo section all your homies scared to sip
Our cups is ova runnin we got buckets of it bitch
Pinky rings and thumbs your girl is dyin to run
I got some room fo her, brake lights on my coupe fo her, scooped her, screwed her, then threw her back to you once there's no use fo her
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 2:]
Selfmade you just affiliated
I chuckle at your lil money f*ckin funny papers
Space case volcano digi vapors
Lookin down at my watch it's like I'm flyin ova vegas
She workin them tables
No waiter, painted toes topless for them dollars get to the crib and count up on the flo
Jets down south hustlin work to the colonel
Independent slangin records bitch that's where I learned it
Red light car show corner turner
11 second quarter mile no nos burner
Suckers lost in the sauce as the world turnin
Fools can't do nuttin got that jet life insurance
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 3:]
Might not make this interview phones off door shut
Sleepin off that o I smoked
Wake me when more weed rolled up
Do I got that good? sho nuff
Yo girl wanna kiss my chucks
Ho let me n mikey rocks pound out now she lookin for chuck
Whole life pedal mashed
Prayin god won't let me crash
No I'm slippin askin for forgiveness steady sinnin damn
All I am is just one man tryna smoke as best
I can keep a bitch that's I'll at makin bongs out empty soda cans
Rollin man over them
I'm so cold I'm polar bearin
All on these tracks
I love the fact they hatin that
Laker sacks, boston packs cold words for my doja
Told u once before the dialog the pilot smoke don't no her uh uh
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 4:]
Slept on like a beach towel
Haters lookin at em now paper stackin ain't, no braggin I could buy us each a vowel
66 impalas leanin like italy lil pisa tower
Beat the beat the jets and the producers some condolance flowers
Time in incriments of money, not in seconds or hours
No matter what you losers do it's gone come second to ours
Gray skull power put the smash on them cowards
Skeletors, scary whores ain't ready for my metaphors
Think my flow need betty ford
Slurred words, twisted verbs
Influenced by magic herbs
Gee how I attach those words?
See me gliddin so drexler
Finger roll perfect for sure
Check the score we on the board
Chairman shit I own the board
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
Curren$y - Twistin Stank Lyrics
Curren$y - Twistin Stank Lyrics
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[Spitta:]
Lames can't feel us we catch flights jet life jet life
[Verse 1:]
Uhh I got a girlfriend and a mistress
7 chevys in my driveway I'm so hood rich
Before I leave the town this what I told my bitch,
I bought that benz for you so you don't touch my oldschool shit
I hustle hard they no what my focus is spitta be so high up his ex girlfriends can't get ova him
Call me all the time like we should go somewhere and chill baby you should get somewhere way the f*ck away from here
This is jet life this how you want to live
Got one bottle in yo section all your homies scared to sip
Our cups is ova runnin we got buckets of it bitch
Pinky rings and thumbs your girl is dyin to run
I got some room fo her, brake lights on my coupe fo her, scooped her, screwed her, then threw her back to you once there's no use fo her
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 2:]
Selfmade you just affiliated
I chuckle at your lil money f*ckin funny papers
Space case volcano digi vapors
Lookin down at my watch it's like I'm flyin ova vegas
She workin them tables
No waiter, painted toes topless for them dollars get to the crib and count up on the flo
Jets down south hustlin work to the colonel
Independent slangin records bitch that's where I learned it
Red light car show corner turner
11 second quarter mile no nos burner
Suckers lost in the sauce as the world turnin
Fools can't do nuttin got that jet life insurance
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 3:]
Might not make this interview phones off door shut
Sleepin off that o I smoked
Wake me when more weed rolled up
Do I got that good? sho nuff
Yo girl wanna kiss my chucks
Ho let me n mikey rocks pound out now she lookin for chuck
Whole life pedal mashed
Prayin god won't let me crash
No I'm slippin askin for forgiveness steady sinnin damn
All I am is just one man tryna smoke as best
I can keep a bitch that's I'll at makin bongs out empty soda cans
Rollin man over them
I'm so cold I'm polar bearin
All on these tracks
I love the fact they hatin that
Laker sacks, boston packs cold words for my doja
Told u once before the dialog the pilot smoke don't no her uh uh
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 4:]
Slept on like a beach towel
Haters lookin at em now paper stackin ain't, no braggin I could buy us each a vowel
66 impalas leanin like italy lil pisa tower
Beat the beat the jets and the producers some condolance flowers
Time in incriments of money, not in seconds or hours
No matter what you losers do it's gone come second to ours
Gray skull power put the smash on them cowards
Skeletors, scary whores ain't ready for my metaphors
Think my flow need betty ford
Slurred words, twisted verbs
Influenced by magic herbs
Gee how I attach those words?
See me gliddin so drexler
Finger roll perfect for sure
Check the score we on the board
Chairman shit I own the board
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
Lames can't feel us we catch flights jet life jet life
[Verse 1:]
Uhh I got a girlfriend and a mistress
7 chevys in my driveway I'm so hood rich
Before I leave the town this what I told my bitch,
I bought that benz for you so you don't touch my oldschool shit
I hustle hard they no what my focus is spitta be so high up his ex girlfriends can't get ova him
Call me all the time like we should go somewhere and chill baby you should get somewhere way the f*ck away from here
This is jet life this how you want to live
Got one bottle in yo section all your homies scared to sip
Our cups is ova runnin we got buckets of it bitch
Pinky rings and thumbs your girl is dyin to run
I got some room fo her, brake lights on my coupe fo her, scooped her, screwed her, then threw her back to you once there's no use fo her
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 2:]
Selfmade you just affiliated
I chuckle at your lil money f*ckin funny papers
Space case volcano digi vapors
Lookin down at my watch it's like I'm flyin ova vegas
She workin them tables
No waiter, painted toes topless for them dollars get to the crib and count up on the flo
Jets down south hustlin work to the colonel
Independent slangin records bitch that's where I learned it
Red light car show corner turner
11 second quarter mile no nos burner
Suckers lost in the sauce as the world turnin
Fools can't do nuttin got that jet life insurance
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 3:]
Might not make this interview phones off door shut
Sleepin off that o I smoked
Wake me when more weed rolled up
Do I got that good? sho nuff
Yo girl wanna kiss my chucks
Ho let me n mikey rocks pound out now she lookin for chuck
Whole life pedal mashed
Prayin god won't let me crash
No I'm slippin askin for forgiveness steady sinnin damn
All I am is just one man tryna smoke as best
I can keep a bitch that's I'll at makin bongs out empty soda cans
Rollin man over them
I'm so cold I'm polar bearin
All on these tracks
I love the fact they hatin that
Laker sacks, boston packs cold words for my doja
Told u once before the dialog the pilot smoke don't no her uh uh
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin
[Verse 4:]
Slept on like a beach towel
Haters lookin at em now paper stackin ain't, no braggin I could buy us each a vowel
66 impalas leanin like italy lil pisa tower
Beat the beat the jets and the producers some condolance flowers
Time in incriments of money, not in seconds or hours
No matter what you losers do it's gone come second to ours
Gray skull power put the smash on them cowards
Skeletors, scary whores ain't ready for my metaphors
Think my flow need betty ford
Slurred words, twisted verbs
Influenced by magic herbs
Gee how I attach those words?
See me gliddin so drexler
Finger roll perfect for sure
Check the score we on the board
Chairman shit I own the board
[Hook:]
I go hard in the ma f*ckin paint twistin stank what the f*ck you thank all day ery day it ain't a f*ckin game them suckers arms don't reach high enough to touch the planes see roddy that's my ma f*ckin nigga we stuff them joints with killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cause we winnin